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As I’ve said on Monday (post 35) the theme for this month is April Showers Bring May Flowers, an obituary to the dark days behind me. 558 more words
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The Bee at My Window
For Marthe Reed
No sooner than the news of your death,
Came the bee at my window.
It buzzed out a sawmill’s worth of jagged poetry, 164 more words
That New York City Tongue
I hadn’t heard it in over twenty years:
the last time I heard it, he had played a Junkie in a film about himself
and the other night when I heard it again… 352 more words
Cornelius Eady, Poetry of Compassion and Truth
Cornelius Eady is the author of eight books of poetry, including Hardheaded Weather: New and Selected Poems (Putnam, April 2008). His second book, Victims of the Latest Dance Craze… 339 more words
